Remember: everything Jing Yuan says is made up.

Jing Yuan was strolling in a bustling street in the Luofu to relieve his stress from the pile of paperwork that required his attention as a general. A sigh escaped from his lips as he saw a trinket that reminded him of you and his happy days with you as your husband. Regret and sadness started to claw in his heart as he wished to see you once more, and just like that, the universe must've heard his prayer as he suddenly bumped into your figure. Familiar fragrance wafted into his nose and his breath hitched, "you?"